Seated on the ground with phone in hand, I watch the leaves floting on the calm water, searching for ideas to write.
A tinkle of windchimes catches my ear and the words flow from my fingers like droplets from a waterfall
Seated on the ground with phone in hand, I watch the leaves floting on the calm water, searching for ideas to write.
A tinkle of windchimes catches my ear and the words flow from my fingers like droplets from a waterfall
Beautiful, Ann.
It was a burst of inspiration for me.
Really lovely.
Quite delightful! x
Beautiful <3
Thanks for all the wonderful comments. I am visually impaired, so I can’t write with a pen and paper. That’s why I had my phone in my hand when I wrote that little verse.
I understand this as I reblogged your post Special Needs Authors and Readers the other day… your poem is just perfect <3
Thank you so much, that was really sweet. I love sitting on the front porch and brainstorming.
I am off to bed now it’s 1am and I am so tired. Speak again 💜